The sound of the ton is shocking!

The ears were full of violent machine gun noise!

The bolt hit back and forth, and the warhead rotated at high speed to rub against the gun chamber, and the gunpowder gas pushed the warhead out of the muzzle and roared.

The shell continued to fall and hit the sound of crisp impact without stopping.

The fire was fired with the constant restless heavy machine gun, which was completely a high-speed harvester.

Seeing the unripe sorghum falling down, the militia hiding next to the heavy gun, holding the gun with one hand, and walking around the head with the other hand, covering both ears with both arms and palms.

Well, when you look back, you must have been complained by the commander of the column, saying that Battalion Commander Hu is instigating his subordinates to ruin the crops of ordinary people...

It is naturally impossible for a heavy machine gun to break all the sorghum poles in the ground.

But the penetration power of machine gun bullets is really too strong. One bullet can almost break thirty or fifty grove poles...

Mancang calculated silently in his mind, and with the gap between the sorghum poles, most of the bullets could not even fly thirty meters away!

That is, it just around the limit range of grenade thrown by ordinary people...

The ballistics had no target at all. It was very difficult to hit the puppet army lying on the ground, just to prevent the puppet army from shooting north, let alone running north.

The gunshots were mainly to give the puppet army an illusion that the Eighth Route Army would attack from the front.

Luo Fugui was not worried at all.

The reconnaissance work was done, but he couldn't figure out why the puppet army had set up such a formation to kill.

Since I can't figure it out, I'll just think about it.

Watching the bullets continue to rush out of the gun: "Grandma's shot faster than me... Mancang's prodigal son..."

Half of the ears were promoted to squad leader, holding a light machine gun and hiding beside the big dog's previous ambush ditch.

His mission is to prevent the puppet troops on the northern highway and would come from this road.

...

On the road.

The pseudo-battalion commander died.

Listening to the heavy machine guns in the south, it kept ringing.

The pseudo-first series of ambushing the Eighth Route Army should have hit the iron plate now.

The company commander of the second and third company started to make small plans. According to the principle of succession, he should be the acting battalion commander of the first company commander.

The first company commander is not here, according to the rules, the second company commander should be in charge of command.

The second company commander of the pseudo-second company was beaten to death and was unwilling to act as a battalion commander.

I thought to myself, if the agent is confirmed and the chief officer is killed and the supplies are stolen by the Eighth Route Army, it will definitely be difficult to live back.

Moreover, I started working with the Eighth Route Army again in front of me. The Eighth Route Army that I met this time was definitely the main force!

He didn't think he had the command ability to beat the imperial army with armored vehicles away.

After pushing each other for a long time with the third company commander, he suddenly remembered the platoon leader Wang Xiaogui with an injured arm...

He muttered, and the two company commanders looked at each other: It is best for him to take the blame...

As for whether the regiment commander will ask him to continue acting as the battalion commander after he goes back, he will suffer the crime of losing supplies...

No one actually saw Wang Xiaogui killing the battalion commander except the one who was lying with him.

Bullets roaring on your head. Who has time to care about others except for your own life?

So the battalion commander's godson, Platoon Commander Wang Xiaogui, was pushed out to act as battalion commander!

He was stabbed by the battalion commander's confidant, but someone saw him.

As for why...this...is the battalion commander's housework.

Some people also secretly speculated that it was probably the battalion commander's confidant who wanted to be the battalion commander...

Now the battalion commander is dead, so I want to take action first...

As a result, my body raised a little and was hit by the Eighth Route Stream Bullet.

Wang Xiaogui thought he would die, but he didn't expect that he would be pushed to the throne of battalion commander in a confused manner.

The second company commander meant that if the young battalion commander did not take office, he would kneel down here for a long time.

The third company commander is even more ruthless. If you refuse, I will take my brothers to the end of the world.

At least I went to a military academy and adapted to the situation and had basic command capabilities.

Remember the names of the few people who squatted beside him when he was fighting back. Regardless of whether he saw him shoot or not, he must eliminate the consequences.

Listening to the fierce sound of the heavy machine guns of the Eighth Route in the South.

The first order was issued: "The first company has passed and pursued, and the terrain in the sorghum is complex. First, gather teams to deploy defenses and alerts on the spot to prevent the Eighth Route Army from attacking again..."

All the puppet soldiers nodded, well, this order is good... they did not ask for revenge on the battalion commander.

Then I issued a second order: "Save the injured brother first..."

All the puppet soldiers nodded again, well, this order is also good... they did not ask for revenge on his godfather.

The third order: "When the first company commander comes back, return the command to him..."

All the puppet soldiers applauded: The young battalion commander gave these three orders well!

Everyone is sitting here to see how you can attack the ambush...

So, the puppet army began to pull out their carry-on tools to dig foxholes on the edge of the sorghum ground, loaded sandbags and clothed machine gun positions, and crawled to the two sides of the road to alert...

...

Half of the ear heard the sound of digging on the highway to the north: "Hey, big dog, what do you think the puppet army is doing?"

"How about digging my own grave..."

"The big flat ground is not near the village and the back, there is no store, there is no mountains, no water, and there are tens of thousands of people trampling on the road. The feng shui of this place is so bad..." Half of the ear muttered...

boom...

At some point, the originally clear sky began to be covered with dark clouds.

As the groin poles continued to fall, the north side became brighter and brighter.

Finally, the puppet army was ambushing and began to feel something was wrong: Is this person going to cut all the sorghum with a heavy machine gun?

I really can't stand the arrogant voices of heavy machine guns.

Throw a grenade to the north...

Even though I know I can't throw it that far, I have to give him some color to see.

The heavy machine gun shooting has really stopped?

The person who threw out the grenade couldn't help but look at it with a timid courage.

Bangbangbang...

Following the wind, the observer guided the direction, and the heavy machine gun adjusted the muzzle position and opened fire again in the direction where the grenade was thrown...

A bullet broke dozens of sorghum poles, but passed through the gap between countless sorghum stems. It actually ran about a hundred meters away and drilled into the eye socket...

Ah... This man covered his eyes and screamed, and his hands were bleeding.

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Yang Crazy Men did not know the specific location of the puppet army.

The smoke rising from the grenades thrown by the puppet army fell to the ground and exploded, roughly judging the position of the puppet army's hiding position.

The puppet troops did not have any battlefield alerts, but the guard posts were afraid of death and did not run far.

The puppet army hiding behind the edge of the groin stems, hiding at the edge of the puppet army, saw a figure dressed in his military uniform appear, thinking that it was the messenger arranged by the battalion commander: "Hey, what are you here?"

Bang...

The soldier who acts as a vanguard raises his gun and shoots it.

Then, a grenade from the warrior next to him threw over.

The warriors at the last side of the three groups immediately stepped forward to fill the seat, raised their guns and fired...

Only one rifle fired, and although the suppression ability was poor, it had good sustainability.

Yang Crazy taught the soldiers a brand new assault tactic, which was different from the previous regular three-three system.

The tactics are not rigid, and the number of enemies varies.

If there are only one or two enemies, the grenade rifle fires and maintains firepower until the enemy is killed.

There are three to five enemies, and the vanguard will remain standing or half-squat to attract enemy fire.

That is, sacrifice yourself and give your comrades next to you time to find cover, so as to get more opportunities to eliminate more enemies.

Yang Crazy also said that as long as you get shot in time, at least half of them will not die...
To be continued...